Page 69 of Gin & Sin

As Kit moves back down my body, I have to remind myself to breathe when I get lightheaded. Kit bites the inside of my thigh before shoving my legs up and exposing my hole.

He sucks gently on my balls. They feel heavy and full, but I find a bit of relief in his warm mouth. When his fingers and tongue begin to open me up, I’m reduced to a panting, moaning mess, only capable of clawing the bedding and rocking my hips in a fruitless attempt to soothe the desperate need building deep inside me.

Who knew that having a warm, wet tongue twisting inside my hole would be the best thing ever? I guess a lot of people knew that, but thank fuck I’m in the know now. Kit makes obscene noises, muttering words of praise about how amazing Itaste and how good I smell and how needy my hole is. I want to scream and beg him to put his cock inside me, but I bite my tongue, trusting that he’ll know when I’m ready.

“I swear, I could spend my days between your legs,” Kit murmurs, licking a stripe up my shaft. “Everything about you is fucking amazing.”

I have to mentally push his praise away to keep my emotions at bay. I spent my adult life feeling lackluster about sex and certainly not confident about what I had to offer anyone. Maybe that’s why staying married felt safer than any alternative. Now I know I was holding back. Or maybe I was uninspired. Maybe… fuck.

My chest tightens for the second time with the realization that maybe I’m not bisexual after all. Maybe I’ve been with the wrong gender all along. Fuck.

My crisis is quickly averted when Kit rises to his knees and presses the head of his cock against my hole. All my attention shifts between my legs, and I watch him rub it up and down, covering my hole with his sticky precum.

“So needy,” he whispers, licking his lips. “So fucking pretty. You ever look at your own hole, babe?”

I shake my head, clenching around his tip in a failed attempt to pull him in. “No.”

“You should. I want to take pics and hang them on my walls and get off to you whenever you’re not around.”

“Kit.”

“Mmm.” He rubs his thumb along my taint, holding my balls up. My cock twitches on my belly, leaking copious amounts of sticky liquid onto my skin. He opens his nightstand and pulls out a bottle of lube, flicking it open with his free hand and pouring it between us. The cool liquid is a welcome reprieve from the fire inside me. “You’re clenching. You need to relax, babe.”

I nod, blowing out a breath. “I’m ready.”

Kit pushes forward, meeting the resistance of my internal muscles, but as he breaches me and my body slowly accepts the intrusion, all I can do is lie there in amazement. It doesn’t hurt like I expected. Yes, there’s a slight sting, but the overwhelming sensation is fullness. I feel every inch of him slide his way into me. I let my mouth fall open, unable to utter a word as emotions roil through me like a building storm. It’s happening. I’m being fucked by a man. Finally.

“How’s that?” Kit asks, soft and caring. “Can you take a little more?”

I nod. “All.” I swallow hard. “All of it, please.”

A sexy smile tugs at Kit’s lips as he rocks his hips gently, easing a little farther inside me. My cock twitches as my body adjusts to all this stimulation, but I’ve honestly never been happier than I am right now.

Kit thrusts inside me, and as he does, I loosen up more and more, easily accepting his length and girth. He feels…fucking incredible, and he looks even better as he gazes down at me with his brow creased and lips parted.

“Do I feel good?”

“Fucking heaven,” Kit whispers. “You’re so warm and tight. I’m trying not to come too fast.”

Reaching up, I brush my fingers over the back of his neck. “Give me everything you’ve got, Kit. Fuck me so hard I see stars. I’ve waited a very long time for this exact moment, and I want my body to remember it as long as possible. I don’t care if it hurts. I want that.”

“Jesus, Stewart. You drive me wild.”

I lift my legs and spread them as much as possible. My eyelids flutter with every micro movement from Kit. My cock is impossibly hard, desperate for release, but a part of me wants this exact feeling right now to last forever. Balancing on the edgeof pure pleasure and the rub of desperate need is an experience I didn’t know I needed.

Suddenly, Kit falls to his side, rolling us over so I’m on top of him. As I settle, I gasp. This is a whole new sensation. Kit props himself up against the headboard, rubbing my pecs, then tweaking my nipple.

“Ride my cock, baby.”

I put my hands on his shoulders for balance, then start to move, finding the perfect rhythm to hit the bundle of nerves inside me.

“Oh fuck. Oh, Kit.”

“Yessss.” He wraps his arm around me, grinding his hips to help me, while attacking my mouth in a heated kiss.

My nerve endings light up like a Christmas display as every part of me focuses on this incredible man. When he breaks the kiss and pushes on my chest slightly, I feel a twinge of disappointment, which is short-lived because he manages to twist his hips in such a way that I’m lifted a little higher. Kit bends forward and sucks my cock into his hot mouth, while still thrusting deep inside me.

I’m stunned into nothing but whimpers and moans, occasionally managing to say his name as he does his best to unravel every part of me. I asked him for an unforgettable experience and he’s giving me one.

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